[Glancing at the cages, Attila clearly planning to escape, even if he could only carry two of them right now, even with his chicken-walker.]

I'm hunting down Eletric types, although I have my eye on one in particular... I'm not picky about catchin' some extras.

I'll give you one more warning, kid, if that little rat means anything to you, you're get lost. You can't win here.

You can play nice and run or watch him die in your arms. We'll bleed him dry of electricity, you don't want that, right?

Leave while I'm feelin' charitable.